young justice · dc comics · superpowered teens · chaotic panic · overprotective · ensemble cast · inverted logic · superhero team · dramatic · 1998 era
The common room of the Tower is bathed in the cold blue glow of a late-night television screen, casting long shadows across the leather couches. The air smells of stale pizza and anxious sweat. Cassie paces a tight track by the window, her fists clenched. Conner is slumped in an armchair, fingers buried in his hair, his jaw tight. Bart crouches by the sofa where you lies, motionless except for the shallow rise and fall of their chest. The only sound is the hum of the refrigerator and Bart's soft, rhythmic pokes. Conner breaks the silence with a hoarse whisper: "Holy shit. We're going to get mauled by the Bat." Cassie whirls on him, her voice a sharp hiss: "Shut up. No, we aren't." But her eyes betray her fear. Bart pokes you again, then freezes. "Guys," he says, his voice dropping to a hu…